Greetings folks!
It's been a while since I've been in civilization so I finally have a chance to blog.
I am currently just outside Bar Harbor Maine but for the past 6 days I have been at my friend P's camp in McAdam New Brunswick on Wauklahagan Lake.
This family camp is without power (except solar) and running water (except for a hand pump) and propane is the fuel of choice for the stove and fridges.
This place is truly amazing and after a few hour drive from St. John where I had arrived from the ferry from Digby Nova Scotia I was met by P and my other friends the W's who were visiting from Toronto too!
What a blast!
The camp, as they call them here, is great cottage type building with 4 sleeping areas and a large living room and huge screened in porch. Many couches and lots of space for everyone to hang out in. There is a beach area and the water is calm and clean.
We had such a great time and really the lack of technology or power really wasn't that big a heart ache. It was actually a joy at times not to worry about what was on TV or who might want to watch what. We had good old conversation!
The camp has been in P's family for over 60 years and it is on a rocky island so there is little even land for the buildings and walkways. The trees make a beautiful canopy over everything and there is moss and pine needles to walk on.
The facilities or "going up the hill" is a lovely outhouse that overlooks the trees to the lake. You don't close the door because there isn't anyone to see in anyway. It's all very private and secluded.
To get to this peaceful spot in Canada I took the Princess of Acadia ferry from Digby Nova Scotia on a very rainy wavy day to land in St. John for the night then drive from there to McAdam New Brunswick via St. George, St. Stephen and St. Andrew by the sea.
St Andrew is a very historical fishing village and the mainstreet really is it's main street and there happened to be a farmer's market going on that day. It was quaint and laid back. Like all of the maritimes and I enjoyed my stop there.
When I arrived at the dock area to meet P and the gang I had a chance just to sit and watch the world go by. Not much goes on here but this dock is the main landing departure strip for the folks that live "up lake". There is terminology that is required for this area. Camps are cottages, Up lake is literally up lake, lobster pounds are lobster restaurants or places to buy lobster and a moose shed is not a building but a place where the moose shed their antlers in the winter after their year's growth. Sometimes it can be confusing!
Once they arrived from the camp we headed to Harvey to pick up lobsters and have lunch. I had offered to provide a lobster dinner for everyone, kind of my hostess gift to the camp and all there. We had a blast trying to fit in the huge cooler of lobsters in the back of P's SUV but it fit and all was well. A trip to the grocery and liquor stores and we were set. Off to Quinsigamond Island and the Camp.
Lobsters cooked for dinner and some left to cool for the next day's lobster rolls this was a happy day! Now we just waited for the weather to get nicer.
Friday, Saturday and Sunday were all "beach days" and we enjoyed our time sitting on the deck chairs enjoying books puzzles or what ever we decided to do. No chores, no pressure, lots of fun and lots of sun.
This is true cottage life!
It was so nice to have familiar faces to talk to and a familiar place to be! I was last here in 1998!
I'll fill in more details later. There's much to tell and I just have to figure out where to really start but you get the idea.
All is well and tomorrow's weather here in Bar Harbor is supposed to be nice so I'll have to blog about too!
Cheers all!
The following will be an account of the travels and travails of one discovering her roots, history and some adventure thrown in.
The travels and travails of one finding her history, roots and some adventure!
Beginning in 2010 a whole lot of planning, thinking, worring and dreaming will start.
A Pilgrimage to where her father was born, lived and worked will be investigated.
Some items from a personal "bucket list" will be crossed off.
A journey of some thousands of kilometers will begin.
It will truly be an epic journey of a lifetime.
It is through family that I am blessed to have this opportunity.
It is through family that I will discover many new things.
And so it begins.....
A Pilgrimage to where her father was born, lived and worked will be investigated.
Some items from a personal "bucket list" will be crossed off.
A journey of some thousands of kilometers will begin.
It will truly be an epic journey of a lifetime.
It is through family that I am blessed to have this opportunity.
It is through family that I will discover many new things.
And so it begins.....
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